I think I need to buy this with some money.
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I think I need to buy this with some money.
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Walter is basically me.
In 2009 Ryan spontaneously picked up a dog when he visited Houston animal shelter,
“I saw this big, dumb-looking retriever staring up at me. I whispered to him, ‘Hey, let’s get the hell out of here.’ And he jumped up, like he spoke English fluently. He came with me, he jumped in the car, and we’ve been best buddies ever since.”Fuck yeah Houston and Ryan Reynolds
Best part: “Hey, let’s get the hell out of here.” Wish I could say that to all dogs at shelters.
mmm D: something dirty here
Love Dragonball Z, but for the love of god it had the most awkward scenes.
On January 12, 2010, one day after his 18th birthday, CAPA High School honors student Jordan Trent Miles was ambushed by three plain clothes Pittsburgh police officers, who failed to identify themselves and approached him aggressively. The officers did not say “Stop! Police!”, they jumped out of an unmarked vehicle, one of them yelling “Where’s your money? Where’s the drugs? Where’s the gun?” Miles, never before in trouble with the police and thinking he was being robbed, began to run, and slipped on the icy sidewalk. The officers overtook Miles and administered a brutal beating that left him unrecognizable, ripping dreadlocks out of his head, and continuing to beat him as he lay on the ground after their initial assault, stammering the Lord’s Prayer. There can be no explaining away or excusing what was done to Miles.
The police officers lied about what happened, claiming there was a bulge in his pocket they assumed was a gun but “turned out to be a Mountain Dew bottle”. No bottle was ever entered into evidence, and Jordan and his friends will tell you he doesn’t even drink the soda. The officers also attempted to claim a neighbor reported him as a prowler and attempted to bring assault charges against Miles, which were tossed out of court when the neighbor said she did no such thing. Despite all this, the City of Pittsburgh went on to reward these violent officers with a commendation and, during their suspension, paid them more than they earned while working. Meanwhile, the Pittsburgh DA has not brought charges and the Justice Department announced on May 4th, 2011 that it would not prosecute the three officers. The mayor and police chief announced on May 5th that the three officers would be returning to work.
“I feel that my son was racially profiled,” Terez Miles said. “It’s a rough neighborhood; it was after dark. … They assumed he was up to no good because he’s black. My son, he knows nothing about the streets at all. He’s had a very sheltered life, he’s very quiet, he doesn’t know police officers sit in cars and stalk people like that.”
this is exactly what i’m talking about.
look at the pathetic amount of notes on this. why can’t this get coverage? i don’t give a shit about another missing white girl.
Omg :-/
It’s a sad fact, but for every Trayvon Martin, where the nation rises up and cries for justice, there a dozens of Jordan Miles and Marissa Alexanders. Jordan needs justice, but we can’t stop with having the police officers who assaulted him jailed. Our society needs to change. We need to stop seeing black men and thinking “criminal,” we need to stop seeing black women and thinking “it was her own fault.”
This makes me sick to my stomach. Racial profiling is already condemnable, but these police officers didn’t even follow protocol. They should’ve identified themselves as police, and once they suspect is on the ground, they’re supposed to stop using any physical force (like, say, beating him senseless, or ripping out his hair), and they’re supposed to cuff him. SOOOOOO not only were they racist, but violating civil rights. Would they have been so brutal with a white person? Would this have even happened if they saw a white guy walking around the neighborhood with a “bulge in his pocket”?(And as mentioned above, the “bulge” was most likely a lie”..)
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did you say it? i love you. i don’t ever want to live without you. you changed my life. did you say it? make a plan. set a goal. work toward it. but every now and then, look around. drink it in. because this is it. it might all be gone tomorrow.
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“I’M NOT ANIME!!!!!!!!” I SHOUT AS I RUN OUT MY FRONT DOOR WITH A PIECE OF TOAST IN MY MOUTH, RUSHING TO SCHOOL AS THE WIND CARRIES CHERRY BLOSSOMS FROM NEARBY TREES TO SURROUND ME IN A PINK SHIT STORM WHILE THE BIRDS CHIRP IN THEIR NESTS AND GLANCE DOWN AT MY WIND-SWEPT HAIR AND PANTING UKE EXPRESSION, ONLY TO SEE ME BUMP INTO THE ONE THAT MAKES MY KOKORO GO DOKI DOKI AND TRIP, REVEALING THE SKIRT AND PANTIES I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE BEEN WEARING.
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